Thursday, August 6, 2009

Long day and I'm wiped out.

I'm still very emotional these days, which is very likely hormonal but made worse by lack of sleep. We took Micah to the doctor today for his 10 day old check up. He weighed in at 8 pounds, 8 ounces, so just one ounce under his birth weight. No wonder he still looks so tiny to me! He is still a whole pound smaller than Jamie was when he was born. The doctor said that he is very strong, and everything looked quite good. He is now 22 1/4 inches long, which supports the fact that he was born 22 inches long, not 21 1/2 , as they originally measured. (The nurse was never confident in that measurement and figured he was longer than 21 1/2 inches. She re-measured him the next day and thought then that he was 22 inches long.) Anyway, my doctor was very nice and he truly is a very compassionate man. He was very concerned to know how I was doing, and even told me that if I needed to ask him anything I could call and leave a message and he would get back to me, so not to feel that I am alone. I thought that was really nice of him.

I was upset this evening because I had a bit of a rough time with Cody. He seemed to be in a bratty mood for some reason, and was begging to be disciplined. He was basically taunting me by disobeying continually, hoping to get me to my breaking point. Then, I was changing Micah, who had done a huge poop, when he suddenly let loose and peed with his diaper off. Well, this was the second time he had done this today, but the first time was in the morning and I was just as glad because I wanted him to have a bath and Mike had already filled the baby tub when Micah peed all over the change table. So, that time it was no big deal because he was going to have a bath before his doctor's appointment anyway. This evening was different. Unfortunately, he was pointing the wrong way, and the pee shot all up his body and all over his face. Mike was out at the dump and my Mom was in the living room on the phone with my dad. I called her, but she did not hear me. I started crying because I was so disturbed that he had pee on his face...especially in light of his eye issues this week. (Maybe I mentioned it, but he has had very weepy eyes, one in particular, and it has had a lot of pus too, which has been very gross.) I was scared that this would make things worse for him. His poopy diaper had a puddle of pee on the outside of it, and I was so upset. Plus, his belly button was bleeding, and that disturbed me too. My mom eventually heard me calling, and she came and filled the baby tub and consoled me while she was at it. I just couldn't stop crying. I know it was irrational, but I just couldn't take any more today. Poor Micah was screaming and I felt horrible for him.

Anyway, we got him cleaned up and fed, and wrapped in a cozy sleeper and blankets, and he was happy after that. My mom held him for a long time, and he was awake but content. Then he started rooting a bit, and it was hilarious because he then latched onto her chin and sucked on it. It was so cute, but hilarious too. She got a hicky on her chin! What a funny baby.

Other than my emotionally fragile state, I am doing all right today. The nursing is going better, and I don't know whether that's because I'm healing up or whether it's because I freeze myself prior to each feeding. Either way, I'll take any improvement I get, whether it's real or imagined. It is nice to not cry in agony each time he eats. He is getting faster at it too, which is nice. His last feeding early this morning lasted all of 12 or 13 minutes and then he conked out, so I didn't even have to make any special efforts to settle him. All in all, he is a very good baby, and he does not cry all that often. Evenings with Cody and Jamie were always spent doing a lot of soothing as they screamed and cried. We don't have evenings like that with Micah so far. Mostly he just sleeps. Can't really complain about that, can I?!

Oh, and I think we are officially rednecks now, because Mike came home from the dump with four mountain bikes, which he tells me he is pretty sure he can turn into two functional bikes. I guess that's better than the time that he came home from the dump with a rusty old crib which he actually thought I was going to use for Jamie when he was born. Ha! I made him take it right back to the dump. The bikes might work though, who knows? I have not seen them. Maybe it's best that I don't until they are in usable condition.

The only other news that I have is that I have another new nephew, who was born this morning. I will not put any details in here in case someone reads this before hearing from them in person, but that means the fifth and final baby in our family baby boom has officially been born. That's five since the beginning of April. Two girls and three boys. Crazy, eh? It would be fun to get a picture of them all together. Maybe that will happen some time.

So, I am nearly frozen now and I must wake up my baby to feed him so that I can hopefully get some sleep tonight. I had a nap today, but I am still very over tired. I will try to post tomorrow again. Goodnight.

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